Feeling restless
Crave for company
Never gave me
Any room to breathe
Intuition
Soon made me wise
As you ran out of
Alibis
Took time to draw the line
That I can't deny
Nothing is plain or black and white
You fight like a tired soldier
Shielded by wounded pride
Always pretending to be strong
Desperately waiting for
Another time, another place




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